Boringville, USA. Population: Me.
A long time ago I decided that being at my family’s house in Columbia, MD isn’t actually that bad. I used to whine about the lack of anything that interests me here, and how it’s just horrible that this town is the epitome of the “American Dream” since there is nothing to do, but at a certain point I got over myself and just learned to stop being so melodramatic. It’s actually not horrible here, but that is not to say I’m not bored out of my mind right now.
I’ve finished watching Mad Men, none of the other TV shows I watch are back from hiatus yet, I’ve finished reading the book I had, and I realized I cannot possibly bring myself to sit through an entire movie (Nina suggests I get tested for ADD). So I tried calling some of the few people in this town I still talk to, but no one is answering their phones. My mom’s new job is so demanding she is never at home during the day, and on the off chance that she is, she’s working really hard in her office. My dad is either running errands all day, at meetings to set up his new job, or napping on the couch with Law & Order on the plasma screen. My sister still has a lot of friends in this town, ergo, she is always either out with them or videochatting in her room with them. My brother is only 15, and he started school again on Monday.
I basically spend my days in my room on my computer reading my overflowing Google Reader chock full of the same stories about how gay people are oppressed. I would get out of the house, but I have nowhere to go. Yesterday I went to the mall, which was depressingly full of fat people lunching on 2400 calories of Chik-Fil-A and Famous Wok, and to the dentist, where I was yelled at for not flossing, more on that later. The day before I went to the dermatologist (cancer-free!) and to pick up my new glasses (super cute!). I fear I am running out of doctors to see and errands to run.
I didn’t want to go back to New York much before classes start because I know I would just spend a ton of money if I don’t have work or school to go to, but I’m dying of boredom here. I like being here with my family, but after the holidays are over, so is family time. Everyone is back to work and school, and I’m just sitting on my bed ruining my posture. Though I haven’t resigned myself to playing Tetris on my phone yet, I feel that time is quickly approaching. So, readers from Baltimore and Washington, what’s good? Maybe you’re home for the holidays and bored out of your mind too. If you are, let’s do something. Anything. I want to go to the National Gallery. Let’s do that together.
Today I’m going to see Kathryn, but she already has a child, she doesn’t need to babysit me too.
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